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day's end


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day's end

sunset, shimmering

as golden coins

of sinking treasure,

sketches the limit

between mountain and sky,

queerly leaves her bereft

of inspiration.

 

perched now

at the usual edge,

her parity falters.

her eyes flash

glittering ice shards,

she strains

to avert her fall.

 

he reaches for her,

proceeds into her delusions,

cradles her

from inside,

with hands from which

she will not break loose.

he is her emollient.

 

eerie orange radiance

adorns her world in that

absolute last juncture

preceding dusk,

creates a nimbus

behind the image of him

in her mind.

 

 

©tlp 2011

 

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Very nice, unusual juxtaposition of normally inspirational items (sunset, golden coins, a beautiful vista) with feelings of downheartedness and dependency. "Sinking treasure" and your use of "emollient" in the third verse are especially effective. Thanks for this, Tammi. I enjoyed it a lot.

 

Tony

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Thanks, Tony, for the read and your words.

 

Even though much of my work tilts to the darker side of my psyche, I still view my inspriations as the same as those who find only (or mostly) positive nudges. I write both directons from the same inspirations, all depends on my mood at the moment.

 

The moon is often in my work and it swings in extreme, sometimes, both ways, optimistic to pessimistic. ;)

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day's end

sunset, shimmering

as golden coins

of sinking treasure,

sketches the limit

between mountain and sky,

queerly leaves her bereft

of inspiration.

 

perched now

at the usual edge,

her parity falters.

her eyes flash

glittering ice shards,

she strains

to avert her fall.

 

he reaches for her,

proceeds into her delusions,

cradles her

from inside,

with hands from which

she will not break loose.

he is her emollient.

 

eerie orange radiance

adorns her world in that

absolute last juncture

preceding dusk,

creates a nimbus

behind the image of him

in her mind.

 

 

©tlp 2011

 

 

Where you find all them words, Girl? Kidding, of course. Day's End, for me, creates wonderful images melded with physical and emotional insights into a relationship. And yes, it might be the best you have written. My opinions change daily. Thank you, Tamra.

fdh

P.S. Your avatar is perfect for you. :icon_sunny:

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Bingo! Franklin, you got the 'about' on the nose. A relationship, it is. Ehhhh, I don't know about my best. Thanks for the read and the comments.

 

t

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Curious/puzzling application of several words. I get the message anyway. An interesting read, complex.

from the black desert

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Very interesting poem, moonqueen. With this poem, you expressed a very depressive mood - which I enjoyed because it is familiar to me :). I like the imagery, too.

 

Good job. Thank you for sharing it.

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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